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By the lake, there stands a girl. To you, she seems like she has any other day.

To her, you look like a monster.

Heather Mason has entered the nightmare realms.

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Worst timing ever to meet a new person then, huh?

Too bad sometimes Jenni has the bad luck to had that sort of timing. She speeds out to the lake area, intent on making a few rounds around the lake to relax herself. Except before she can get into it, she spots Heather.

"Oh, hello," She says in surprise. "I didn't notice you."

Heather steps back, wary of the newcomer.

"Who are you? And why are you here?"

Time to look startled again. Jenni isn't used to people reacting like this - especially at the bar, where it's pretty much expected that you'll run into a new person at least five times a day.

"I'm Jenni. And I'm here for a run..."

She seems to relax a little.

"I don't imagine it's too comfortable running out here anymore."

She shifts her weight, and extends a hand. "I'm Heather."

"Not too comfortable?" Jenni wonders if she'll stop feeling confused by this conversation anytime soon. She peers around at their surroundings, which look perfectly fine to her.

She shakes the hand. "What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about this." She gestures around at the metal landscape. Trees old and dead, their branches vacant of leaves. Holes in the ground that lead nowhere but down.

"The lake? It's the same as it always is." Jenni frowns, and then peers at Heather suspiciously. "Is this your first time out here?"

Because why else would she be freaked out at it?

"Yes, but it was fine before. Trees and grass and..."

She looks around. "But now it's all dead. Like before, in the sewers."

What is that ringing in Jenni's ears? She shakes her head a bit, trying to get it to stop. Doesn't work.

"It's not dead. It's all got life... just like you and me."

"What? What are you talking about?" She stomps on the ground, and a heavy metallic clang resounds. "You can't tell me this place is still alive."

Clang? Clang? Jenni looks down, and pales a little at the fact it's metal, rather than ditr. Everything seems to shift around her, and... nothing looks quite right anymore.

Nothing looks right at all.

"Did you do this?" She finally whispers.

Heather shakes her head. "No, I didn't. This lady named Caludia keeps doing this to me. I don't even know why. She sure isn't helping her cause by doing this."

Bad timing numero dos. Kon has an even worse habit of that than Jenni, so it's no surprise that he ends up near Heather. But in his case, he doesn't even notice her, at least not right away.

It's not until he's almost crashed right into her that he notices her. "Er, sorry." He apologies, even though he hadn't actually done it.

She spins at the voice.

And stops when she sees his eyes. Trailing fire, bleeding. They horrify her. She immediately draws her knife.

She speaks calmly, but with strength: "Who are you, and what do you want?"

....Okay. This girl was drawing a knife. Kon eyes it warily, and backs up a step. "I'm not an enemy, if that's what you think."

"What should I think? You things have been plaguing me ever since I met Claudia. I finally find a place where I can relax, and suddenly you all show up again."

She narrows her eyes.

'You things'? What the hell? "I don't know what you're talking about, but I've never seen you before." He considers the pros and cons of attempting to disarm her, but just stays put for the moment. Gotta see if she takes another action. "I'm not trying to plague you or anything."

"Maybe not you yourself, but others like you have been trying to kill me ever since I tried to leave the mall. Why don't you go back and tell Claudia that I don't want anything to do with her 'God.'"

Like him? Seriously, what was going on here? "I don't know this Claudia. Or this god. I think you're mistaking me for someone else."

He's probably not going to convince her, he can feel it.

No way in hell.

"Right. And so while I'm running from all your comrades, you can point and laugh at me for not believing you."

"I have no comrades!" He says, a little louder than necessary. Then shakes his head. "Could you put the knife down?" Kon asks before he can stop himself.

"What? And make it easier for you? You'll have to try better than that."

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